A/N: Hey guys, I'm on a roll! Here's chapter 2 and I think that I'm going to write chapter three as well!
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Destination, Determination, Deliberation. It was the mantra Hermione kept repeating in her head. She thought hard about where she was supposed to go and turned around and then opened her eyes. The field she was supposed to be apperating to was there and she was in the little red box she was supposed to be in. She turned to the witch next to her and smiled.
"Full Marks. Head back to the department for your scores." said the old witch kindly while writing her marks on a piece of parchment in a self-inking quill.
Hermione smiled and with another turn she was back inside the Ministry of Magic and was yet again, inside the box. She sighed a breath of relief and looked to the Wizard who just looked up from his paper and handed it to her. " Take this to the desk outside and pay 7 sickles and you've got yourself an Apperation License."
Hermione had to resist the urge to jump up and down and go give the guy a swift kiss. She managed a smile and a calm walk out of the door before doing the happy dance. After she was done, she realized she was attracting quiet a lot of attention. She smiled again weakly, straightened her hair which was starting to fall out of her ponytail and walked calmly to the desk while pulling her shirt straight. It was quick and with a few questions and a picture she walked out with a shiny new license to show Draco.
She rode the life to the atrium and walked to the fireplace and decided to floo to Malfoy Manor. Apperation makes you kinda tired and she still had a lot of unpacking to do. She threw a handful of power in the flames from a silver tin on the mantle that had the ministry logo imprinted upon them and called out "Malfoy Manor."
A half of a minute later she was swirling out of the fireplace, finally managing to catch herself before she hit the floor. She stood up and sighed and looked around. She'd come out of the fireplace by the front door like everyone did. She went into the parlor and when she didn't find Draco she went through the next door to the office where he sat hunched over a old mahogany desk. She stood there for a moment watching him as he ran his hands through his hair. When he sighed and put his head down she decided this was a good time to go over and say hi. She slowly walked towards him, her well worn in muggle sneakers not making any noise against the hardwood floor. When she reached him she put her hands on his shoulders and felt him stiffen a little. "Hey, it's ok, it's just me." she said before laying down on his back, resting her head on his neck.
He smiled a little, although she couldn't tell. "Hey you." be began miserably.
"What's wrong?" she asked detecting the worry or sorrow in his voice. She couldn't quiet be sure which.
He knew she would see right through one of his lies. "I got a letter from my father."
"Oh." she said letting him straighten up. When he did, she rotated the chair away from the desk and went to sit on his lap. "And?" she questioned.
"Well, you know. I got all the "Why are you doing this to me?", and "Your going to die boy," and...some other stuff." he avoided that part.
"What sort of stuff?" Hermione asked suspicously.
"It's nothing, really." he said trying to inject some confidence into his voice.
"Draco." she began sternly. She looked to her right and on the desk was a low quality piece of parchment. She quickly grabbed it and squiggled out of Draco's grasp. "Hermione!" he said trying to grab it back.
"Hold on," she said walking away from him, he gave up and slumped back into the chair and ran his hands over his eyes.
Draco,
Your such a disgrace to the name Malfoy. Why are you doing this to me! I've been a good father to you, haven't I? I've always gotten you everything you've ever wanted. Your broomsticks and everything else. I cared for you boy! and because you didn't care back you deserve to die! There are still death eaters out there! and the first person on their agenda is the traitor you! If you get me out of here, I can protect you! I swear.
In the mean time while you sit there in our manor, while I sit in this dungheap, I hope you arn't out and about disgracing the Malfoy name. We still comand some sort of respect from the wizarding world.
From this moment on I forbid you to see that Mudblood anymore,and if I find one trace of unworthy blood in my house when I get home your going to wish the death eaters got you! I swear.
Your Father,
Lucius
Hermione looked up from the letter. How could anyone be like that! So needy and yet so spiteful. I mean, honestly, first begging for the charges to be dropped, as if that's going to happen, he's going against the whole wizarding world practically, and then turning around and telling him how to live his life. What a donkey! "Well, isn't that, pleasent?"
"Hermione, I'm so sorry, you didn't need to see that." Draco said standing up and walking to her. He gently pried the paper from her hands.
"No, Draco, it's fine. Don't worry about it." she said smiling at him. She went up to him and hugged him tight to her. She felt his arms wrap around her and he sighed. "As long as you don't start follow his "advice" there is no reason I should worry and neither should you."
He smiled at her. "I knew there was a reason i'm dating you."
She looked at him. "And what is that?"
"Your always looking for the silver lining within the darkest clouds." he said before bending his head and kissing her.
"What can I say? I try." she said while laughing. The laughter was cut short though as a very forceful beating on the front door sounded through out the hall. "Who would be calling now?" she said as it was still very early, 9 o' clock or so.
"I dunno, we should find out though before they break down my front door." He said releasing her, snatching his wand up from the desk and motioning for her to follow. She nodded and pulled her wand out from her jacket pocket and walked with him to the door, shedding the jacket so she could move more freely.
Draco stood by the door and motioned for her to stand back with her wand ready to jinx the person who came through. He opened it a crack and immediatly looked back.
Hermione looked anxious and in stepped Ron holding a shaking Ginny against his side. "There's been an accident."
A/N: I know this is a short chapter but I had to stop it there, it's a priceless cliff-hanger! Anyway, Chapter dedications to...
amorreal: Thank you so much for your review, and guess what? You were the first one! So you get double thanks! Thanks so much for the compliments! and Shhh, don't spoil anything! hehe, but, maybe (winks) and I totally agree, Tom Felton is a hottie. Thanks so much, see you next chapter Brittany
